You and Jacob were getting ready for the celebration that was to be had that night. He, his twin sister Evie and her boyfriend Henry, along with you his beautiful fiancé, null, were to be honored properly that evening by Queen Victoria for their outstanding efforts in aiding London back to safety from the clutches of Crawford Starrick. The Queen wanted there to be a ceremony so everyone could know of all you guys' heroics. You were sitting at your vanity, doing your makeup as you waited for Jacob to put on his tuxedo so the both of you could take a carriage and meet with Evie and Henry. You all planned to leave together so that you didn't have to wait for each other.
Jacob walked by the bedroom in his tuxedo trousers, looking for his button down shirt when he caught a glimpse of his fiancé getting ready at her vanity. She was dressed beautifully. She had on a cream colored corset with soft golden accents and gems with a matching garter belt and thigh high stockings. She didn't have her skirt on yet as she was saving it for last. Her null hair was up, tied in a soft gold ribbon and had fly away curls streaming down, brushing against the bare half of her back and shoulders. He lingered in the doorway and silently watched her, his assassin stealth kicking in. Jacob was always mesmerized by his love and tonight was no exception. She was gorgeous, smart, sweet, kind and funny. Could make anyone laugh, especially him and he couldn't wait to marry her. As he watched her lightly dab on her perfume, he felt his trousers get increasingly tight.
Jacob: Not again.
He thought to himself. He'd been battling erections all day, something about the way she had been glowing and the way she would look at him would just set him off. He moved a hand down to adjust himself when she noticed him in the mirror of the vanity as she fastened her last earring in her earlobe.
You: What are you doing, Jacob?
Jacob: Ah, hi, love.
You turned around on the mini vanity bench and crossed your legs.
You: You're touching yourself.
Jacob: N-not on purpose.
You got up and walked over to him, your satin robe trailing behind you. This particular corset accentuated your breasts, making them phenomenal. Jacob needed to look away.
You: You have to hurry up, honey. We have to go soon.
Jacob: I know, love. It's just.... God, you look lovely.
You giggled and ran your hands up his bare chest.
You: Thank you, baby. You're looking pretty handsome yourself. As if that were even more possible.
His cheeks flushed a bit as he looked you in the eyes. He held on to your hips, his fingers toying with the lace of your garter belt, thumbs hooking on the insides of them.
You: Ah, ah, ah.
You began to warn him.
You: I want to go see my amazing man be honored.
Jacob: Love, you're being honored too.
You: But I'm so proud of you.
Jacob: Don't let Evie hear you saying that.
You both laughed to each other before Jacob leaned in for a romantic kiss, worsening his predicament.
Jacob: Can't we just have a little bit of fun before we go?
You: Jacob...
Jacob: Please?
You looked up at him and as insanely tempting as it was, they needed to go soon. You looked down briefly only to see just how much Jacob was tuned on. His tuxedo trousers were straining against his aching erection. The sight of it turned you on, making you wet. He decided he wasn't gonna wait for your answer as he leaned down stealing another passionate kiss, this time deeper and more sensual, drawing out a slight, soft moan from your lips. You pulled away and turned your back to him.
You: No! W-we have to get ready to go.
You managed to get out through your flustered mind. But that was all Jacob needed, knowing that he also made you weak was always enough for him. He knew that if he worked just a tiny bit more, you'd be rolling around before long. He walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your frame, holding you in place as he attacked your neck with kisses. You gave a little yelp when you felt his large strong arms embrace you, but you were already so aroused that you couldn't fight him. You closed your eyes and began to roll your head to the side to give Jacob some room. You felt a smile form across his lips, making you suck your teeth, giving a slight huff that he got what he wanted. Knowing what you were thinking, he ran his nose up your neck to your ear and whispered.
Jacob: As usual, love, as usual.
You tried to whack his lap but he kept you in place. He dug a hand into the top of your corset, rubbing your breast and toying with your nipple, making it stand erect, craving the attention his fingers were giving to it.
You: Jacob, w-we have to g-go.
Jacob: *growling* The bloody Queen can wait.
You gasped feeling his hand leave your breast and start touching you trough your panties.
Jacob: Oohh, what's this, love?
He said gruffly.
Jacob: You're soaked, darling!
You: Nngh!
Your knees felt weak as Jacob worked you through the thin silk that was your panties. You leaned back against him for support, his large frame acting as a wall for you easily.
Jacob: I thought you wanted to go?
You found yourself snapping back to reality and registering what he said.
Jacob: Hmm?
He kept working his fingers into you through your soaked panties.
You: N-no! I want it... I want you.
You turned, tilting your head upwards to look back at him with aching need in your eyes. Jacob felt bad for teasing you as much as he did. His look softened and he stopped what he was doing, turning you around and lifting you up in his arms. You wrapped your arms and legs around his neck and waist, kissing him the whole way as he walked you both up to the closed door.
Jacob: Wait a moment.
He stopped and put you down briefly.
Jacob: Gimme your knickers, now.
He didn't wait for your hands to reach them, grabbing them at the sides himself, he slid them down slowly as you moved your hips from side to side helping him ease them down. Once they were off, Jacob bit on the soaked end, tonguing it to taste you. The act alone made your wetness start to run down your thigh and precum from Jacob. You started to slide your fingers inside your entrance and he immediately swatted your hands away, stopping you.
Jacob: No, I want to take care of that.
Jacob took the ribbon out of your hair and tied your wrists together with it, raising your bound wrists over his head in a temporary hug around his neck. He lifted you back up again after he pulled down his tuxedo trousers and slowly sank inside you using the door as support. You wrapped your legs around him and your combined rhythm began. Slowly at first but then picking up in speed, your tangled bodies banging against the door while the bedroom filled with the sounds of both your pleasure. You moaned out loud while Jacob relentlessly pounded into you, giving growls and grunts with his husky voice. His heavy breathing turning you on more and more with each thrust he gave.
You: Oh, God, Jacob harder!!!
You bit your bottom lip as his hazel eyes bore into your null ones, indescribable pleasure written all over both your faces. Jacob could feel your walls tightening around his shaft, feeling he was close to his release.
Jacob: *between kisses* I'm gonna come, love!
You nodded as you tangled your fingers in his hair as best as you could, tugging on it at the base of his neck before hugging him tightly, already preparing for him to finish inside you. Jacob began thrusting so hard, the door sounded as if it were gonna burst off its hinges. He placed a hand up against the door, protecting your back from the hard slamming, his hand taking the brunt of it. He began moaning just as loud as you were, sweat beading on his chest from the exertion.
Jacob: Ugh, FUCK!
You: Ah, hah, Jacob, I'm gonna come!
Jacob smothered you with kisses, moving to your neck, nipping and licking, taking your scents of sex and perfume in, making him drunk with desire as he felt his release join yours. Your walls contracting around him, milking him more and more. Jacob slammed his hand against the door several times at the amazing feeling he was having, making you jump unexpectedly.
Jacob: *slamming hand on door* Bloody fuckin' hell!! Ahh!!
You: *jumping* Oh!
Jacob: Sorry, love!
He said breathily as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. You leaned in and kissed him all over, from his neck to his cheeks, nose, eyes, forehead, cheek scar, eyebrow scar and lastly his lips. You both began laughing and started to tilt backwards, landing on the floor, Jacob bumping his head.
Jacob: Ow!
You: Oh, baby, you ok?!
Jacob: Alright, love, alright. God, I love you.
You stopped giggling and looked him in his gorgeous hazel eyes.
You: I love you so much, Jacob. You'll never ever know.
Jacob: But I can guess, yeah?
You beamed up at him.
You: Yeah.
You both kissed once more, a long and sweet one.
Jacob: We should go before Evie kills us for being late to her and Greenie.
Your eyes grew wide as you jumped off of Jacob as fast as you could, quickly freshening up before grabbing fresh panties and throwing your hair up again. Jacob got up to do the same, finally feeling content.
When you guys made it to Evie and Henry, you both were surprisingly 4 minutes early. Getting out of the carriage at their home, Henry and Evie noticed you and Jacob were glowing and constantly holding hands. All four of you greeted each other and made your way to Buckingham Palace to be honored by Queen Victoria herself. On the way, Jacob leaned over to you and whispered.
Jacob: I hope you're not too tired, love. I've plans to have another helping when we get home.
Thank God he was a man of his word.